Bricks

these bricks are red, dark red and almost brown. the broken edges are sharp. (they tend to break when you throw them, though they are not fragile) parts of my wall, but all "head things," not "heart things." i pick them up all day, juggling them and tossing them in the air. i got hit once...im more careful now...but am i careful enough? maybe i got hit twice...

these bricks are rough. they wear at my hands. my hands are tender, soft...and raw. they tear my hands. over and over i touch them and they tear my hands. ive been picking them up all day...and all night, its morning now.

these bricks are red. they tear my hands.

this blood is red, dark red and almost brown. the broken edges are sharp. (my heart tends to break when i throw it...it is fragile)